Wrong Khitbah

147. SK: STARTING A NEW STORY

Mother Fatimah again invites Zahra as the initial goal. He took Zahra to his own room.

He opened the cupboard that Zahra rarely opened, and took out a suitcase from there. "Mother? The suitcase? What's for?" Zahra asked curiously

"Sit here" called Mother Fatimah patting the carpet beside her.

" You close your eyes first" Mother Fatimah said. Zahra complied quickly closing her eyes tightly.

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"Here we go!!!!"

Zahra rounded her eyes to see the suitcase turning into a hampers after it was opened.

"Wowws... I-this" point to Zahra

"This is a gift from your brother and sister-in-law. They sent you this gift before your birthday heart. Although they cannot attend, but they can send one gift suitcase only for you" said Mother Fatimah

"Hiks.. Sister Wawa..hiks.. aaa" Zahra cried bombay feeling how dear and loving her brother was to her.

He can imagine his brother's struggle to buy this all by walking with six months in his stomach. To sleep alone is difficult, how about walking around the store buying these items for her.

"Sir Wawa... Hix... The Mother... Zahra will hug Sister Wawa. hiks.."

Mother Fatimah stroked Zahra's back while smiling faintly. Now the children are not toddlers anymore who do not understand what.

But they were all grown up and some even gave grandchildren to her.

He is happy because they are more open to show their affection for each other. Without anyone covered, in this way their brotherhood will be tighter.

Zahra intends to thank her two brothers who are outside the continent tomorrow morning. Because Zahra believes at this time maybe his two brothers are busy with their work . That's why he intends to call them tomorrow morning. It was late, their time to relax.

***

Today is the day of the completion of the student/i Ma'had who is inhabited by Fatih. The student who yesterday did not attend the study for almost a semester because of an accident. With Fatih in the holidays they complete the lessons left behind.

So the private student can take the graduation with his other friends.

The entire series of graduation events has run smoothly, and continued photo sessions outside the building. Fatih tidied up her things because she wanted to get to the apartment quickly.

But when he was leaving the building, Fatih's steps stopped when his private student asked them to take pictures with his parents.

Feeling bad to refuse, Fatih agreed to take a photo session with the student's family.

The woman's parents were very grateful, repeatedly thanking her for her guidance and efforts in teaching their child. Even Fatih could have been working at a more promising exact. But for the sake of their son Fatih is willing to become their child's private teacher.

After a few pictures were obtained, Fatih resigned. On the highway, he stopped his taxi and gave the address of his apartment to the driver. It only took fifteen minutes. He has arrived at his residence.

With big strides he entered his residence for several years, nimbly he tidied up the items he would have left behind. In an hour the plane will fly.

It takes forty-five minutes to get to the airport. Once he got there, he immediately did all the procedures and then entered the plane.

With confident steps and with the permission of Allah he will return to Indonesia. Back home, back to her parents.

With a steady heart and an answer from his Istikharah, he was ready to respond to his parents' request to join a woman of their choice.

There was no reason for Fatih to refuse, having seen the woman's CV. He was convinced that this was the beginning of his new story.

The past let it pass. Let old love be lost as time goes by. Maybe it was a sweetener in his life so that he could see the whole world with wide eyes that women were not just him.

He also deserves to be happy, and his happiness is determined by himself. So let go, let it belong to others, we have a future waiting, for us to reap happiness someday.

Ngiiiunggg...~ the plane took off, flew with the clouds, sent a Muhammad Fatih Aliyu Humam who had moved on with his past, returning to Indonesia to write his new story.

~Fatih end~

***

A man sent a message to his mother that said :

"Mother? Did the courier send you a picture?"

Not long after the reply from my mother came

"Look off. You wanna see it? Nak Zahra has already received both gifts"

His fingers again moved to type "No, No need Mom. It was enough that Mom saw it that it convinced me. Don't send me the picture"

"alright boy. Take good care of yourself. hurry home.Your niece seems to miss you"

"Ri try to go home as soon as you can" after sending her last message. He came out of his chat with his mother. He switched to open a conversation with the courier whom he assigned to deliver the bouquet to Zahra.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Sorry Sir. I have a report that the picture has been sent"

Looks like the courier is online, the message from Fakhri directly on the blue tick.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Yes sir, it's done" replied the Courier

"Alright, then I beg you to delete the photo in the phone Mr. yes, I am afraid to spread the picture"

"Oohs.. You just believe in me. I will not spread it. Nothing in it for me Mr. hehehe 😄. But because you told him I'd delete it" - Courier

"It's nothing sir, I was just wasting it"

"Sir, sir, I deleted it" replied the courier while sending a screenshot of the last photo in his cellphone gallery to convince Fakhri

"Well sir, thank you very much" Fakhri replied now he was calm.

While he did not dare to see Zahra's face only one photo. How could he let a stranger keep a photo of Zahra.

"This is how I'm calmer" he said